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Mobile Pharmacy

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He has a complete pharmacy,
Unlike the fancy stores
Across your streets and
Mine with those fancy billboards
In front,
On it could be
crested
bills pharmacy,
where you go most times
And they tell you we don’t
Have Combantrine

We’ve got oral drip though,
So much for an immobile
Medicine store,
Expect disappointments
Once….once,
Next time it could be
Lumefantrine who took
A month leave,
Man’s ways leaves around
So many loopholes

It’s  fair to admit
 man’s methods
Can’t make anyone
Completely Whole,
That’s the exact reason
CHRIST came in
Form of man,
That by his stripes
We’re made whole
Complete and without deep holes

God is a mobile pharmacy
He came in form of man
We didn’t fancy,
Went about healing people
Of all kinds of infirmities
Not for once did CHRIST say
I’ve got no miracle for a
Leprous man and many others,
Rather he laid hands on
Men and got rid of their diseases.

God is a mobile pharmacy
In him there’s no SOLUTION
Lacking,
While the doctors cure
He heals and makes
Whole completely,
God is a mobile pharmacy
In him comes all emergency
And of course they get their
Required attention.

Ebubechi
© 2023

Who Am I?

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I have sought a definition
A sentence that could give me full expression of who I actually am

Am I a girl?
Is my life best expressed in the gender
In the XX of my genotype
Or in the comely form of my phenotype?

Am I a youth?
The leader of tomorrow; the pillar of today,
Am I one of the millions of jolly fresh faced persons
Brewing with passion but lacking in knowledge,
Just hustling to make it?

Am I a Nigerian?
Do I get my identity from my southern roots
Trying to fit into the mold of societal stereotypes?

Am I a graduate?
Is that laminated certificate in my box my identity card
Such that I am quick to shove my titles in peoples faces
Using that as a basis for unhealthy comparison…
But deep down I know
I am not my profession and my profession is not me
So help me answer this question who am I?

Guys, it took a long time to realize who I was
To understand that I couldn’t find myself by looking inward
but looking outward
that I would only see my true reflection
when I look in His mirror
that my true life is wrapped in his death and glorious ascension
that my life is not about the external but the eternal

but that my real identity is in JESUS
not in gender or status or nationality or age or education or skill
so who am I?
I am a child of God, a joint heir with Christ
I am a spiritual, supernatural, extraordinary human being
Trust me,
I am not just a girl, I am not just a youth,
I am not just a Nigerian, I am not just a graduate, I am not just a poet…
I AM A CHILD OF GOD!

Damaris
© 2020